Daily Life Of A Immortal King Novels & Stories

Mom wanted nothing to do with him, especially after knowing that he had a long-term relationship with another fellow hunter. Today, as I joined my family for brunch, I was happy to know that at this moment, I had the best of both worlds. My human family was as much a part of my life as was my immortal family. It was surprising but the King and Queen were actually a lot accepting of me than I had expected them to be. But the happiness and peace won’t last forever. As an immortal, I’ll soon outlive everyone I’d ever known and loved, it was a price I had to pay to become immortal. But more than that, I lived in constant worry about what would happen if people found out that their would be King,

Everyone was stunned. How was that possible? The Carefree Immortal King was a king of Silent Hill and had dominated the Underworld for an era. He was a living legend among the trialists, so how could he possibly... kick the bucket in such a crude and brutal way? This was illogical! Let alone the onlookers watching the drama unfold, even Alex was dumbfounded. Was it logical that he had just blown up an Immortal King just like that? ‘Since when did I become so powerful?’

Was this the reason for the death of the immortals and demons more than a millennium ago? Suddenly, a major realization dawned on Xiao Chen. He came to understand many things that he didn't in his past life. He saw the futility of life and death. In the past, he became the Immortal King of a region but was still restricted by the Heavenly Law. The Heavenly Law was the true master of the world, binding all living things. No one, be it a high-level immortal from the ancient times or a divine demon from the Archean Eon, was able to break the rule of the Heavenly Law.

“I don’t understand, sir. No matter how far away the outskirts is, it’s still part of Country H. It doesn’t matter what kind of powerful forces are coming… “They wouldn’t dare ignore the law and do as they please, right?” Dutch said. “Normally speaking, you’re right…” Harvey said. “But throughout the country’s history, people have been chasing after one thing. “Since ancient times, every single king would fight for the first half of their lives just to rule forever. And to be immortal, they kept fighting for the latter half of their lives as well. “If kings are like this, what do you think of the powerful forces that are coming here? The bead’s all about everlasting life, after all.”

Ottai is so boring. "The grand king would never have allowed this!" He spat. "The grand king hasn't been to court in over a year. The grand king can barely pull himself out of his own head long enough to recognize reality. He doesn't even know there's a critical famine in his kingdom." Zaiper hated referring to his kingdom as Daemonikai's, but he needed to make a point. "So do not stand there lecturing me on what 'the grand king' would or wouldn't allow. The male is half-dead. The living have to move on."

She clearly didn’t want to be here, but she, too, understood the gravity of the situation. The soft hum of inaudible murmurs hung in the hall, occasionally pierced by the groans of the elder impaled on the chandelier above. I tapped my fingers against the armrest, watching his agonized body writhe in pain. His cries for mercy had reduced to pitiful whimpers. This was the dark part of being an immortal. Being an immortal wasn’t always all about roses and daisies. One wrong decision, one misstep and an immortal’s life could turn into an eternal suffering.

Haldir asked as his eyes darted around his rickety hovel. Michael gave Haldir an apologetic look of understanding because he'd had a similar gift bestowed on him many, many millennium ago. "You will live among the Others in their world. Since you can never really be like them because you were born of human blood, the gods gifted you immortality. No weapon ever used against you will succeed, you will not age and you will never know illness." Haldir laughed out in his raspy, throaty way. "That is quite a gift."

I said quietly, but with clear warning in my voice. He just smirked at me like he didn’t care. I stepped even closer, just enough to make it obvious that I wasn’t joking around anymore. “He’s not immortal,” I said. “People like to pretend that he is, like he’s some kind of untouchable god or something. But he’s not!” “And when he’s finally gone,” I added, “I will take everything. The throne, the kingdom… all of it will be mine.” I spread my hands out a little bit.

"If you ask me, the Immortal Sect people are funny. The ones who have the most fun here are them, and the ones who come looking for trouble with the king are also them." "Isn't that great? Kill one if one comes, kill ten if ten come. The more that come, the more karma we get." The evil spirits burst out laughing. Suddenly, the Nightmare Fiend, who had been silent all along, shook his head. "No, this isn't karma from the king killing people." "Then what is it?" "The king is getting married!" The Nightmare Fiend suddenly stood up and grabbed the person next to him. "Tell me, is the king really getting married?"

",he chuckled. * * * * * " I wouldn't ask you again Prince.", The King said, Leuchars looking at the king, knew it would be a hassle with the king, thank goodness it was only him, he felt it'll be easier to get away from the king and run to go meet Leecha, the plan was simple, run away with her, and build a family somewhere far away, where he would never find them. The stones which he possessed, contained the power of immortality, no wonder his father wanted it, he thought, it was his turn to do something for humanity, and it was now.